Summary - Changes occur in everyone's life. This is about the changes that happen to Logan and how they effect him, as well as those around him. This is a M/L romance story. If you don't like that then you might not want to read this.
~ Chapter 4 – The eyes can tell you so very much about a person, including their soul.
None of the characters are mine. I wish that I owned it, but I don't. (Or at least MW!) Fox and others own it all.
Any comments you have I would love.
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* Logan's POV *
When she doesn't look, I keep sneaking a peak at her. I always try so hard to beat her, when we play chess. She'd always win. I would feel useless after I'd lost to her at 4 games. I was always really challenged by any of her moves. I'd see her make stupid moves. She tried to help me. I wanted to win on my own accord, not pity. Sometimes when I did go to move my pieces, I'd feel her eyes on me.
'She's looking at me. She's beautiful. This amazing beauty is looking at me. Her eyes, they're amazing. They are like insights into her soul. Inside them I see much more than she thinks she is. She's an amazing woman. Not just a killer. No! She has compassion. That's what makes her human. That's part of what I adore about her. No! I can't think that this. Its just Max. She doesn't even feel the same way about me. Does she? No she couldn't. "Just business partners." But can't we be more than just that? No. Keep your mind straight. Max's my friend. Only my friend. But I want more. More than that.'
* Max's POV *
When he wasn't looking, I sneak a peak at him. He looks focused. He would try so hard to beat me, when we play chess. He'd always loose. I would feel bad after I'd beat him at like 4 games. Maybe I was taking advantage of my DNA. I never really got challenged by any of his moves. I'd make stupid moves, hoping for him to not notice and then actually win. Yet he'd always miss the opportunities. So instead of trying, I'd focus on him. I'd still have to play, make my moves. Sometimes when I did go to move my pieces, I'd feel his eyes on me.
'I never really mind it. In fact I enjoyed it when he does that. His eyes, they're amazing. They are like insights into his soul. So blue and deep. No! I can't think that this. It's just Logan. Eyes Only. "Just business partners." But can't we be more than just that? No. Keep your mind straight. Logan's my friend. Only my friend. But I want more. More than that.'
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A/N – I know that this was really short, even for me. Sorry about that. What I've got for you next works best alone. If I get some feedback I'll post more soon, maybe even tonight!
A/N again - On this I tried to show Max's ideas too, so that you know the feelings really are mutual. Please read and review! It makes my day! :-) You can write comments to me at: Mmm2i@aol.com
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